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After confessing her love to her childhood best friend, Gabrielle finds herself rejected and sold to a cruel high official in exchange for power by the best friend whom she loved so much. Hurt, betrayed, subjected to abuse, and stripped of her noble title Gabrielle begins to lose all hope until one day she runs into a man from a neighboring kingdom in need of help. Despite the danger Gabrielle agrees to help this man get back to his kingdom only to find that he is King and he is smitten with her. Will Gabrielle find her happily ever after with her new found love or will a sudden change of heart from her childhood best friend tear them apart?

My parents sold my future to secure a business merger. My groom-to-be? Aiden Kane, the arrogant heir who thinks my name is "Inconvenience." He has a girlfriend. I have a dream—and it's not playing the dutiful wife. So I make a deal with the devil—or rather, my grandfather. One year. One year to find my own true love and break this cursed engagement. If I fail, I walk down the aisle. Aiden thinks it's a joke. He expects me to fail. But he didn't count on my blackmailing his boxing-champion father into the ring, or our explosive chemistry turning every fake date into a battlefield of the heart. Now, the line between our act and reality is blurring. Our families' darkest secret is unraveling. And the only thing more dangerous than falling in love... is pretending we haven't.

I lost my memory, and the only thing I know is that something inside me keeps pulling me toward that girl. The first time I saw her, it felt like reuniting with a lover I’d been separated from for a thousand years. The first time I touched her, some sealed, primitive instinct in my body was ripped open. I didn’t understand anything— not until the war truly began. She isn’t human. She’s the last bloodline of the elves, the one both humans and the undead are fighting to claim. And I— I’m the vampire who lost her with my own hands a thousand years ago. I forgot her. But I’m still drawn to her. She becomes the prey… and the eye of the storm. With the frontline closing in from both humans and the undead, there’s only one thing left for me to do— take her back, no matter the cost. “If being with you means standing against the world… then I’ll just destroy the world.”

I married for the peace between two nations, to a man who swore he learned to love me, Carlos. He was kind, loving and gentle, until I learned he was secretly poisoning me for years. My death was cruel My family, butchered Our kingdom fell But my demise was not the end. After years vengeance consumed me, my spirit unable to pass lingered until one fateful night I awoke in the body of a scruffy girl who looked exactly like me With another chance at life i reunite with Eric, my strongest ally whom i thought was dead If this wasn’t fate I don’t know what is, All i need is Carlos' head. . . . Carlos was charming, respectful and everything all the maidens wanted in a man but he had an evil side to him. He successfully took over his country and his wife's own but after two years he started to have unpleasant dreams sometimes he'd see her while he was with his new wife in bed, she'd appear in reflections so he sought a witch to help him with his problem but the statement the witch told him kept bugging him "She is back and she will collect your head"

An exiled princess, a poisoned husband, and a battle for power—Eirian Soliel refuses to be forgotten, but can she turn a cold marriage into a fiery alliance before it’s too late? First cousin to the King and the darling of the Court of Sorrow, Eirian has spent most of her life indulging all her whims and fantasies under the protection of her royal blood, but when her father’s sudden re-marriage results in a son, she finds herself suddenly shuffled aside. On top of that, her longtime on-and-off romantic partner suddenly betrays her. Instead of proposing to her, he shows up to her birthday ball, married to a low-ranked Lady without a word of warning. Eirian’s life is upended, and her stepmother succeeds in exiling her into an arranged marriage with a general who never leaves the distant borderland. Regimented, completely disinterested in the capitol and the Court, and dying from a poison no one can identify, her new husband would rather continue his simple life with his mistress than welcome his new wife, but Eirian refuses to go down without fight. Determined to make a place for herself if she cannot find one, Eirian finds herself facing an enemy she never expected, and she underestimates her shy, gentle husband. Will the General fall for his vivacious Princess, or will Eirian be set aside again?

Yao Yao was born as a little glutton, her appetite rivaling half a mountain. One day, the old Taoist who adopted her passed away in meditation. At just three and a half years old, Yao Yao had no choice but to pack her small bag and head down the mountain to find her senior master. By chance, she ended up saving a wealthy tycoon from a car accident and became the adopted daughter of the prestigious Gu family. At first, everyone in the Gu family opposed the idea. The Gu family matriarch tapped her cane and said, “Raising someone else’s child? Careful not to end up with an ingrate!” The Gu family head, Gu Xuesong, said indifferently, “Picked up halfway? Who knows what kind of trouble she might bring.” From the eldest to the seventh brother, their response was unanimous: “We don’t want a sister!” But this little girl, rejected by the entire family, proved herself after joining the Gu household. She resolved the business partner issues that even Gu Xuesong couldn’t handle, bringing in so many contracts that they couldn’t sign them all. She cured the Gu matriarch’s chronic leg pain, to the point where the old lady was now striding around effortlessly… Even the seven Gu brothers, one after another, benefited greatly from her presence. It was only then that the Gu family realized they had brought home a treasure. From then on, the Gu family’s attitude completely changed. The Gu matriarch: “Yao Yao, do you want some cream puffs? Grandma will buy them for you.” Gu Xuesong: “Yao Yao, do you want a private jet? Daddy will have one sent over to take you for a ride.” The Gu brothers: “Yao Yao, do you want…” And so, Yao Yao secured herself a meal ticket—one of the highest quality! ============= Love this translation? Support me on Patreon for early access, exclusive content, and more! Your support keeps the translations coming—subscribe today! Join me on Patreon.com/flokixy to get access to +40 Advance Chapters

[Rebirth + Abuse of Trash + Sweet Love] In her previous life, Su Li was blind and helped her husband to ascend to a high position. When he became successful, she abandoned him. Her grandfather's family and her father, the Shangshu, who had lived a clear and upright life, were decapitated and beheaded. She herself died with two bodies and could not close her eyes. God has eyes and she was reborn. In this life, she protects her relatives and steps on scumbags and bitches. When the scars faded, her appearance was stunning. Her medical skills were superb and amazing. ... A certain prince who was upright and elegant outside was clinging to the beauty in his arms: "This prince feels uncomfortable all over, and I need Li'er to check it out." Love this translation? Support me on Patreon for early access, exclusive content, and more! Your support keeps the translations coming—subscribe today! Join me on Patreon: Patreon.com/flokixy

Emperor Yongning craved a daughter but had eighteen sons instead. Desperate, he consulted a diviner: “Am I fated to have a daughter?” The diviner replied, “Your Majesty, you already have a daughter.” Yongning dismissed it: “I have eighteen sons, no daughter.” The diviner insisted: “Seventeen sons, one daughter.” Yongning scoffed, “Impossible!” Until one day, Yongning’s eighteenth “son,” Jun Ning, appeared in a pink dress, hair in twin buns, beaming: “Father, I’m not a prince—I’m your longed-for princess!” Yongning spluttered, “Nonsense! You’re my son.” Jun Ning retorted, “No, I’m your daughter.” “Guard! Verify her!” The results were undeniable—Jun Ning was a girl. Yongning’s eyes widened: “...I... I have a precious daughter!”

Death by overwork? Check. Isekai’d into a glittery kingdom called Aelthryndivoryssalindria, yes, that's the name but I call it Aelthryn, because who has time for that? Double check. All I wanted was a soft life filled with pastries, naps, and no husband. But five years into my new life as Princess Elyndravyssorathielindria Sylvarindelthys—Elyn, please, God knows why the names are so difficult to pronounce—my father demands I marry. But explain to me why all the potential suitors look like they were picked up from the fucking gutter? I kid you not. one of them literally suggested teaching me to ride a horse and guess who found out he could not ride one at all and at the end of the day cried begging for his mother...me. And that's just one. There's also the fact that I don't want to even get married. So in a panic, after scaring my suitors away, I tell my father I'm in love with Zorathys Vaelkyrion. What I didn't plan for was the fact that Zorathys is real, he’s at our annual ball, and he’s calling me his lover to settle Dad’s debts. Now I’m stuck in the Underworld, managing Hell’s paperwork, babysitting demon nobles, and dodging a giant snake with a sweet tooth. Oh, and Zor? A lazy, body-pillow-hugging tease who makes my heart race. Worse, every escape portal dumps me in his bedroom, and he’s not so bad. But when I stumble into a plot to overthrow him, my soft-life dreams might cost me everything—unless I fight for the husband I never wanted. Send help please, I just wanted a soft life and not a demon husband.. --------------------- "...you can't marry my daughter," my father said to the demon king and I nodded. "...she...she's gay. Yes," he said with a nod like that was the most reasonable explanation ever. "She's into girls." I was shocked and stared at him then back at the demon king who paused. Maybe this could work after all. I nodded too, supporting my father's words. The demon king smiled then. "What good taste you have, there's a reason why we belong to each other after all. I'm into women too." What?

Marella dared to join a school trip to an island in the middle of the sea without her parents' permission because if they found out, she would be forbidden from going, just like before. Since childhood, Marella had always been forbidden from setting foot on the beach, but this time she was more reckless. She never imagined the tragic accident that would sink her into the open sea from a ship hit by a storm. With a broken heart, she sank, inhaling water that made her whole body ache. She closed her eyes as consciousness began to slip away from her. When she awoke, she was greeted harshly by a Siren Prince who accused her of being an intruder from the Mermaid Kingdom because Marella’s legs had transformed into a beautiful fishtail, making it almost impossible for her to believe it. Was this because of the internet ritual she had performed out of boredom the night before? What had actually happened to her? Was this just a coincidence? Or was the sea demanding something from her? ~APOLOGIES FOR THE POOR ENGLISH, AS I AM THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR TRYING TO TRANSLATE DIRECTLY FROM THE ORIGINAL INDONESIAN INTO ENGLISH~

"To flee one monster she gave herself to another " “Little fish, where do you think you’re going to?” Damien’s tone was mocking, his eyes glinting with cruel amusement. “You know going back there means going back to him. Or perhaps…” his lips curved, “are you interested in incest?” Bella’s cheeks burned red with shame and anger. “I’m just worried about my mother,” she said quickly. “Oh, don’t worry.” Damien’s smile turned sinful. “Why don’t we make another deal? This time, I want more than your blood.” Bella’s chest tightened. She knew whatever deal he offered would leave her cheated—just like before, when he’d promised to help her escape Marcus in exchange for her blood, while secretly asking her father to gift her to him. “What do you want?” she asked, her voice doubtful. “Seems like my little goldfish is getting clever,” Damien drawled. “But it’s not like you have much of a choice.” “At least this time I’ll know what I’m getting into,” Bella reasoned, though her voice trembled. He moved closer, his presence swallowing the space between them. His head dipped low, as if to murmur a secret, his lips dangerously close to hers. “I want your body,” Damien whispered, voice like velvet over steel. “And your soul—in full. Bella, the daughter of a king and his captured mermaid concubine, has never been treated as a true princess. Shunned and unloved, her world shatters when she discovers her stepbrother’s dangerous obsession—one she cannot understand and cannot escape. Fleeing from his twisted desire, Bella’s path collides with a fate far darker. The cruel yet mesmerizing Vampire King, Damien Althour Valemont, is drawn to her beauty and her rare mermaid blood. He wants her, body and soul, and nothing will stand in his way. Caught between the brother she fears and the vampire king who threatens to consume her, Bella must choose which cage she will step into—only to find out that love and ruin may be one and the same.

A cursed demon wolf king. A cast-out human princess deemed unworthy by her family and the entire kingdom. Elora’s Reincarnation led to a suprising twist when she became a bargaining chip between the human kingdom and the wolf pack. The wolf king shouldn’t have a mate. He was cursed to live in this world in solitude. So why is Elora drawn to him? And why does he look at her like she is his entire world? Fate has been written once again. But this time, she won’t be denied. Was she given a new life, just to be doomed the second time, or is Elora finally about cheat fate?

Emmarian Edward, a perfectionist and the princess of Belgian monarchy in the 21rst century, is enchanting and flawless, yet hidden by the Queen. She got some secrets that she herself is unknown of, has something in her blood that is enticing and terrifying at the same time....all that is buried within the walls of the palace, all that will start to unveil, once Emmarian will start her own journey of meeting new people and building up relationships.... The road to the ultimate tryst of her life, full of mystery, laughter and even sorrows which will help her find the real her.

Princess Elara has lived her entire life as a pawn in her father's game of power. She's never chosen her own dress, her own words, or her own path. And now, she cannot choose her own husband. The King has arranged her marriage to Prince Kael of Shadowmere, a kingdom wrapped in mystery, ruled by a family touched by ancient magic. They say Prince Kael is cursed. They say his shadow moves on its own. They say anyone who gets too close to him... disappears. But Elara soon discovers that rumors are only half-truths, and the darkness surrounding her new husband might be the least dangerous thing in her new home. Because Shadowmere holds secrets, secrets that could swallow kingdoms whole. And Elara, the forgotten princess who was never supposed to matter, might be the only one who can bring them to light. Or be consumed by them. In a world where power is everything and love is a luxury, can a caged princess and a cursed prince find freedom in each other? Or will the shadows claim them both?

Reina Suzuki was an overworked office worker—until she died and woke up as Lavinia Devereux, the infamous villainess princess of the Elarion Empire. She knows how this story ends: she’ll drink poison and die. A painless, easy death. So why bother changing fate? Villainy, revenge, redemption—sounds like way too much work. She decides to do absolutely nothing and let the story play out. But her terrifying father, Emperor Cassius Devereux, won’t ignore her like he’s supposed to. He watches her, questions her, and—worst of all—starts acting like he actually cares. Lavinia just wanted a quiet villainess retirement… So why does everything keep changing?

Aryaman promises to marry Myra when they grow up. But, at 18, she is taken away from him. Five years later, fate brings them together. It is Aryaman's only chance to win his lady love back. But there is a small problem - She is an Indian Princess and is married; while He is the American Vice-President. ---------------------- Dear Reader! You might want to check out Rom-Com - the Winner takes it all... https://www.webnovel.com/book/the-winner-takes-it-all..._19721850105043305

In a snowstorm, ten-year-old Aemma saves a dying girl with nothing but a scarf. She never knew that girl—Gu Liang—was the lost imperial heir. Years later, Gu Liang rises as crown princess, radiant and ruthless. Aemma, her strategist, builds a new system for women to climb the court ladder, turning herself into the sharpest blade against the old aristocracy. But power breeds obsession. Gu Liang’s love twists into possession, while Aemma’s eyes still seek freedom beyond the palace walls. At the peak of empire, Gu Liang offers not a command but a plea: “I’m not ordering you, Aemma. I’m asking you—stay. Not trapped, but free. With me.” This is a dual female lead story of palace intrigue, ambition, and slow-burn romance—where an empress and her strategist reshape history together.

The grand charity event hosted by eighty-five-year old Queen Alyndra Seris Aurelia Vaeloran at Zivale Hotel, Aurelion, the capital city of the Kingdom Of Fyrion ended in flames and tragedy. In a matter of hours, every member of Princess Kitandra’s family—her grandmother, her mother, her aunties, her uncles, her little brother, her cousin sisters and brothers, even the crown princess—was gone. Seventeen-year-old Kitandra wakes up in a hospital bed seventeen days after the bombing incident only to be told she is the sole survivor of the bombing incident and now the heir to the throne of Fyrion. Feeling alone and terrified, she is forced into a role she never expected, and now, she must step into a world of power and danger. As she begins her reign, she vows to find the person who destroyed her family. Anonymous threats, assassination attempts, and palace conspiracies test her courage at every turn. In a kingdom where she can't trust anyone easily and her life is at risk, can a scared young Kitandra rise to become a queen strong enough to rule a kingdom and uncover the deadly truth behind the bombing incident that caused the death of her family and loved ones? Find out in Queen Kitandra – a story of tragedy, courage, and revenge.

[TW: R18+ Content] "Father, I did not ask to be born," she sobbed pitifully in front of her father, who only glared at her with unmeasurable contempt. Since then, she became desperate until she became the person she never wanted to be. She never asked to be born, and she never asked to be born again. She only wanted to end her suffering. So why, when she opened her eyes, was she back to the time she was born? With the second chance given to her, will she avoid becoming the Wicked Empress again, or will she drop her crown and choose which path to take?

Princess Elinessa was enjoying her new life inside a fluffy novel; with jewels, gowns, and the ease of a crown. Determined to avoid the messy drama of the main plot, she chose to live quietly as a side character. And complete the novel by helping the main characters in their plot. But a strange glitch rewrote the story, merging it with something darker. Suddenly, a villain who was never meant to exist appeared… and his eyes were fixed on her. Will she manage to stay out of the rewritten tale and find a way back home, or be pulled into a fate that was never hers to claim? Come and find out in this slow-burn romance. EXCERPT: Elinessa’s breath came sharp and furious as she was running, soaked gown clinging to her frame, golden hair plastered to her cheeks. She turned around the corner, heart racing but she slammed right into him. A hand shot out. Fingers curled tight as steel wrapped around her wrist. Her wrist was pinned held high against the wall in Drayce’s iron grip and yet, her glare didn’t waver. She looked every bit a furious storm in silk and bruises. He looked...cold and quietly, unmistakably furious too. Drayce tilted his head, water dripping from his dark hair strands, a cruel smile tugging at his lips. “Running?” he said softly. Too softly. Elinessa yanked her wrist. But he didn’t let go, even tightening his hold on her. “Let me go,” she hissed, her voice trembling perhaps due to cold or anger. He stepped closer. Bringing his face too close to hers. “Feisty for a dove.” he murmured, breath ghosting against her rain-slick skin. “I decide who flies in my territory.” His golden eyes dragged over her face, slow and unbothered like he had all the time in the world. “You keep fighting like you're not already caged.” Elinessa’s eyes narrowed, voice steady even as her pulse pounded: “Careful, Your Majesty. Even caged birds bite. You were never meant to be part of my story,” she snapped, shaking with fury. His smile was bitter. Bladed he replied “And yet, here we are. The story is ours now” Elinessa (whispering): “Then I’ll rewrite the ending… before it rewrites me.” Drayce’s smile deepened not warm, but cold. Like a hunter who hadn’t caught a bird... but clipped its wings himself.